Zhan Chen's heart moved, and it was the frightened boy who contacted him, so he asked angrily: "Boy, what's wrong with you, don't you see that my eyebrows are burning here?"

The frightened boy smiled: "Master don't worry, I'm here to let you defeat that Zhuo Ting." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhan Chen turned his anger into joy and asked, "What's the way?"

"Hehe, have you forgotten my body?"

"Dragon Fright Sword!"

"That's right, when you were still in the Peep Yuan Realm, I told you that it was not cost-effective to use the Dragon Fright Sword, because the powerhouses of the Peeping Yuan Realm not only could not exert the power of the middle grade Dao weapon, but also consumed more than twice the Immortal Yuan as the lower grade Dao weapon. However, now that you have broken through the Immortal Yuan Realm, then the situation is different!"

"I see, that's great!" Zhan Chen raised his eyebrows, but asked again: "Boy, tell me quickly, how much difference is the power between the Dragon Fright Sword and the Golden Feather Sword? ”

"The Dragon Sword was originally created by my original owner in order to cooperate with the Dragon Sword Sword, if the Dragon Sword Sword is combined with the Dragon Sword Sword, hehe!

"It's so strong, you said it earlier!" Zhan Chen was overjoyed.

"Master, it's not that I don't want to tell you, after all, the mid-grade Dao weapon is a heavy treasure, and many Yuan Shen Realm powerhouses can't use it yet, so I haven't told you. ”

"Then why do you say it now? Isn't this more dangerous in public? ”

"Because—I know, you can't afford to lose this fight!"

"Yes, I can't lose!" Zhan Chen's gaze became resolute, and he immediately took out this Immortal Rank Middle Grade Dao Weapon.

Seeing the Dragon Horror Sword again, Zhan Chen actually had a trace of trance, this is a hundred years after he let this sharp weapon reappear in the world, remember the last time he swung this Dao weapon or used the power of the Immortal Ring, it was extremely difficult.

But now he felt that it was not at all difficult to manipulate the sword, like an arm and a finger. Yes, now he is no longer the little martial saint of the past, but a dignified immortal realm powerhouse, and he will let this sword shine in the future!

Thinking of this, Zhan Chen's heart swelled with great pride, and he used his immortal sense to communicate with the frightened boy who lived in the sword, and fused into one, and suddenly had an illusion, as if the Dragon Horror Sword was his own consciousness, and he could swim freely with his own thoughts, which was different from the feeling of controlling the Golden Feather Sword, and an inexplicable self-confidence rose in his heart.

At this time, the momentum condensed on Zhuo Ting's body had reached the extreme, and from the high clouds, countless lightning bolts fell to completely envelop his body, and through those scorching lightnings, he could no longer even recognize his appearance.

"Defeat Zhan Chen, Wild Thunder and Lightning Slash!" Zhuo Ting shouted fiercely, driving the Thunder Sword to strike out with all his might, and the Thunder Sword instantly absorbed all the thunderbolts condensed by Zhuo Ting before, forming a huge thunderbolt up to two hundred meters high, like a huge wave, rushing towards Zhan Chen, the momentum was amazing, and all obstacles within a radius of 100 meters were instantly turned into scorched earth.

Seeing the lightning coming, Zhan Chen was not afraid of danger, because he held the Dragon Horror Sword in his hand, this seemingly inconspicuous Dao weapon, somehow, but it gave him a wonderful sense of peace.

He injected the immortal yuan into the Youlong Soul Sword, and the immortal sword let out a clear sword sound, and the sword body trembled slightly, as if it had come to life, and then his mouth burst into spring thunder: "Break Yue and slash!" The spirit sword in front of him turned into a hundred meters and slashed down from the top of the thunderbolt's head.

This sword seemed to be nothing in front of a huge thunderbolt, but it was extremely condensed, as powerful as a clenched fist, making it contain a unique aura, as if it could really split mountains and mountains.

The astonishing scene appeared again, the giant sword and the thunderbolt did not rout after colliding, but like cutting tofu, the thunder that was two hundred meters high broke through it, split it into two, and split it into two lightning bolts, the two lightning bolts almost swept Zhan Chen's body, completely annihilating everything behind Zhan Chen! While Zhan Chen, who was in the center of the thunder and lightning, was unscathed.

Lei Dong's sword returned in vain, and he returned to Zhuo Ting again, looking at all this, Zhuo Ting's eyes flashed with disbelief, and shouted: "Impossible, Zhan Chen, your strength is obviously inferior to mine, why can you break my full force, what kind of magic do you use!"

Zhan Chen stared at him and replied slowly: "Zhuo Ting, it's not that I used any magic techniques, but that the power of the sword I just now is more condensed than yours, so I can achieve the effect of four or two thousand catties!"

"Impossible! How could your realm have improved a lot all of a sudden? Otherwise, I would have lost to you just now!" Zhuo Ting muttered, and suddenly he suddenly saw the Dragon Fright Sword in front of Zhan Chen, his pupils shrank, and he shouted: "I see, you have changed a Dao weapon!"

"Yes, this sword is the Dragon Horror Sword, which complements my Dragon Wandering Swordsmanship, so I can defeat the strong with the weak and restrain you!"

"Hmph, restrain me, impossible, I want you to know what absolute strength is!" Zhuo Ting was obviously unwilling to admit defeat, and still shouted.

He injected the Immortal Yuan into the Thunder Sword again, and used the Lightning Sword Technique with all his might, and the Thunder Sword once again turned into a huge thunder dragon of nearly two hundred meters, rushing towards Zhan Chen, extremely fast, it had already exceeded the limit of what the Immortal Yuan Beginner could react to, if it was Zhan Chen who used the Golden Feather Sword, he would not be able to parry it at all.

However, now in Zhan Chen's hand was the Youlong Fright Sword, Zhan Chen looked at the thunder dragon with full of fighting spirit, and suddenly shouted: "Frightened blow!" The Youlong Fright Sword turned into a sword light and stabbed towards the center of the thunder dragon's eyebrows, and turned into a small golden dragon of only ten meters in midair.

Ten meters versus two hundred meters, what a disparity in proportion, but the result of the battle was stunned, the golden dragon pierced the thunder dragon at once, and pointed directly at the thunder sword in the center.

"Zheng!" The Dragon Horror Sword and the Thunder Sword collided together, and the Thunder Sword collapsed at the touch of a button, rolled back, and returned to Zhuo Ting's hand, and let out a burst of sorrow, as if he had been hurt by something.

Zhan Chen shouted, "Zhuo Ting, do you want to continue, you have already been defeated!"

"Defeated? no, I will never defeat you, obviously my strength is stronger!" Zhuo Ting obviously did not want to accept the reality that the swordsmanship could be easily broken, and roared wildly, his eyes red.

"Isn't it that the greater the power, the stronger!" Zhan Chen said loudly, in fact, this was known as early as when he comprehended the Tai Chi Sword Intent.

Zhuo Ting was obviously unwilling to fail, and continued to resist stubbornly, re-controlling the thunder sword into a two-hundred-meter thunder dragon, and the scroll warrior came back.

Zhan Chen shook his head helplessly, and shouted: "I'll let you recognize the reality, Golden Shadow Kill!" The Dragon Horror Sword turned into a ten-meter-long dragon and rushed towards the Thunder Dragon, and quickly flashed around the Thunder Dragon's body, turning into a hundred phantoms, each flash represented an attack, and the Thunder Dragon was full of holes in the blink of an eye, and with a wail, it automatically collapsed.

Golden Shadow Kill is the sixth form of the Dragon Imperial Sword Technique, which is characterized by a variety of changes, and can attack a target hundreds of times in an instant, although it is only the sixth form of the Imperial Sword Technique, but it is second to none in terms of the sophistication of the sword moves.

In the past, when Zhan Chen comprehended this move, he failed to grasp its essence, so every time he used this move, he was in a hurry, which was also a regret for Zhan Chen all along.

However, when he was wielding the Dragon Fright Sword, he felt that this spirit sword was like a part of his soul, as long as his mind moved, it could pose in various forms according to his own thoughts, so there was no obstacle at all to perform this move.

His sword move was broken, Zhuo Ting was physically and mentally damaged, and was forced to take a few steps back, and the thunderous sword flew back to his side, and Zhan Chen took the opportunity to roar and roared: "Swift Dragon flash!" The golden dragon shot at Zhuo Ting like a sharp sword, Zhuo Ting was shocked when he saw this, and he tried to dodge with a thunder step, but he was still a step slower, and was hit by the Dragon Horror Sword, screamed, flew out, and fell to the ground covered in blood.

At this point, the overall situation has been decided, Zhan Chen breathed a sigh of relief and retrieved the Dragon Horror Sword, and said to him lying on the ground: "Zhuo Ting, I won, ten minutes have not arrived!"

Zhuo Ting struggled to stand up, but suddenly felt a chill in his throat, and found that the tip of the Dragon Fright Sword had stopped on his neck at some point, at this moment, he felt death, and a wisp of cold sweat came out of the tip of his nose, and he didn't dare to move.

"Zhan Chenwin!" the referee announced loudly.

Zhan Chen withdrew his sword, turned around and walked down the mountain, leaving Zhuo Ting lying on the ground alone, was he beaten by Zhan Chen and couldn't get up? Obviously not! It was he who felt that he was completely defeated this time, defeated by a junior who had always despised him, and at the same time, he was completely defeated in this love competition, and when he thought of his junior sister, his heart was full of bitterness, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

As soon as Zhan Chen returned to Guanzhan Mountain, Zhuang Xiaodie stepped forward, hugged him, and said with a smile: "Zhan Chen, you finally won!"

Zhan Chen also said happily: "Yes, win, Xiaodie, from now on, we can be together." ”

"But senior brother, he—" A hint of worry flashed in Zhuang Xiaodie's eyes.

Zhan Chen couldn't help but comfort: "He's fine, I didn't hurt him, besides, the battle between us is dignified, the result is that I won, I believe this time he should also be convinced!"

While the two were talking, Zhuo Ting came back with tired steps, and immediately saw Zhuang Xiaodie and Zhan Chen hugging each other, his eyes fluctuated, and his fists couldn't help clenching, but after all, he didn't step forward again, but sat down in his seat in frustration.

"Zhuo Ting, look at what you have become now?Are you still that high-spirited senior brother?Are you still my apprentice?" At this moment, Zhuang Weiye's words sounded beside him.

Zhuo Ting suddenly raised his head to look at Zhuang Weiye, and called, "Master, but I-"

"Alas, Zhuo Ting, the matter of feelings cannot be forced, you grew up with Xiaodie since you were a child, just like her big brother, and I am her father, you and I should both hope that she can be happy, and now that she has found her sweetheart, shouldn't we bless her?" Zhuang Weiye persuaded again.

Zhuo Ting smiled bitterly and muttered, "Teacher, in your eyes, do you think we are like brothers and sisters?"

Zhuang Weiye hesitated for a moment before saying, "Maybe it's because the relationship is too close, so you can't be together." ”

Zhuo Ting lowered his head and said bitterly: "But I can't let it go yet!"

"I'm waiting for you, I believe that you can finally get out of this emotional whirlpool, you are my most optimistic disciple, whether it is in swordsmanship or the future Spirit Crane Sect, you are the only person I can trust!" Zhuang Weiye said earnestly.

This sentence finally touched Zhuo Ting, and he raised his head sharply and looked at his mentor, with tears in his eyes.